I would never tire of this….Never tire of fucking my sister… I moved over her, I gently parted her hands to make sure that she saw me fucking her,... ravaging her whorish body…. My hands then moved down to her skirt, and ripped her skirt and panties off her in one strong pull, removing the delicate garments off her delicate body.“Let’s screw….” I told her as I climbed on to the bed…My hands parted her legs, revealing her tight dry pussy…….My hand shot out and began to stroke her clit, making her. Some of which I am not to sure she is going to enjoy but I figured I would act all of my sexual fantasies I have ever had and I had a few wild ones.After she had finished eating the food I picked up the dishes and brought her to use the bathroom. I had her herself up. Shower, brush teeth and hair. You know the works, and I even shaved her areas without an issue. I believe she actually likes the attention. I brought her down stairs and secured her. I had to arrange some things and to find a few. ” Pehle socha fir usko bola, “Mere uss dost ke flat pe chalte hain jahan pehle jaate the sab.” Usne kaha thik hai. Fir maine apne dost ki bataya ki uske flat pe jaa raha hu.Hum dono uske flat pe pahunche. Mere paas uss flat ki ek key tha. Toh hum andar chale gaye. Andar jaake sofe pe baithe hi the ki. Neha fut futke rone lagi. Maine puchha, “Kya hua? Kyun ro rahi ho?” Woh rote hi jaa rahi thi. Kamse kam 15-20 minutes rone baad usne rona thoda kam kar diya.Main bahar ke dukan se pani laake usko. The pillow shams are pushed up against the head board and there in the middle of the bed on her back with one leg bent at the knee and the other leg spread slightly exposing herself to anyone coming through the door is his mother…stark naked. She smiles at him, stretches out her arms and say, “Come to mother.” Brian, moves to the bed, crawls up onto it and enters his mother’s arms. They kiss…at first a rather platonic, loving kiss then as the thought of his mother’s naked body fills his.